FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

I'M HIS WIFE

Jasmine confused what to cook. He could only cook home-cooked meals that were as simple as the food in his village. When she became her husband's chef, as light as her husband was asking to be cooked meat soup, as well as omelet, sweet sour fish or fried chicken. He can't cook meat soup. It is good to eat if it is not hot. Finally the woman decided to cook stewed chicken, fried tempeh, anchovy sauce, corn swine and broccoli stir-fry. It just so happened that he also wanted to eat stew chicken.

Melati struggled in the kitchen with a happy feeling. Nausea and dizziness were no longer felt by the woman, because of her strong spirit

cooking lunch for my husband. He's working on it alone. None

ART her father helped her. Because he forbids it. While cooking, ladies

he also always checks his phone. Her husband usually started sending messages

to him at nine. But, now that it was ten, her husband was not yet

send a message for him. Melati to mind.

Melati who was passionate when cooking, now so weak not energetic anymore. Chat from the husband who has always accompanied

his three days are no more. I want him to send a message

in advance. But he was confused as to what to ask. There's no way she's

nanya. What else? It's obvious

her husband is working. Melati don't want to bother about that anymore. She must

quickly finish the cooking. Maybe her husband is busy, so no

there's news.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon Melati left for Ardhi's office. Him

ask the driver to drive her. She'll surprise her husband.

Her husband said he wanted to be noticed. This is the first step that can

he did, to prove to the husband, that he was actually serious

with their marriage and no intention of returning to Inspiration. Speechlike

her husband before going to work.

The car had already driven, along the way to Ardhi's office, the woman was happy and excited. He remembered all of Ardhi's treatment of her. The way Ardhi assured her that was calm and sincere,

make him feel pursued, privileged and safe. Beautiful moments in

the rice field also rotated continuously on the woman's head, which made her become indistinct smiley. He held her lips, trying to remember how it felt, as their lips collided unintentionally.

Jasmine shook her head. She did not expect, she could be careless all day, thinking about her husband. Very clever her husband made her melt, just married a week. The traumah

he was lost already. Melati rubbed her rumbling chest.

While exercising breathing, so that he can calm down. Feel a little relaxed, though,

Jasmine watched his appearance.

Glaze his salem-colored shoes with the three cm tofu right with a tissue.

It was his best shoe and it was his only shoe

he took him to the house of Mr. Zainuddin. Tidying up his syar i gamis made from

Maxmara lux color salem mix brown ash.  He thinks his appearance is very

maximal.

The OOTD he wears today is, the best outfid he has. Although Melati was apparently the son of a rich man, until now he did not have a new collection of clothes. The most new dress she has is that dress

wear it during marriage. He wanted to buy nice clothes so he could

same with the husband who always looks down. Obviously, all the clothes

her husband's property is imported and limited edition. Different with her, the clothes

it was a lot of fun in the market. Rich husband, rich father. But he's not like the rich.

“Non, we've arrived.” The driver's voice was crying jasmine. He was engrossed in daydreaming Ardhi and his appearance impressed simple. He wanted to shop, but he had no money. Her husband had never given her money.

“Oohh Yes Sir.” Melati stared at the skyscraper. She had once been to that magnificent building, worked one day in that office and her virginity was also lost in her husband's study. Recalling

that painful, Melati suddenly bad mood. It is undeniable, if he remembers that, the annoyance of the husband is still there. But, until when will he nurture his heartache? There's no point. There he was maki stunts thinking about that painful experience.

Melati lowered her right leg by reading basmillah. Trying to calm himself by breathing repeatedly. His head also suddenly hurt, and his stomach felt stirred. “Aduh, I was too stretched, so my head and stomach became problematic.” His voice held his head

with her right hand, the woman continued to step towards the door of the building. Moments

walk Melati back in deep breath. He must be able to calm down, so that his body is not tense and stressed.

“Yes Allah, why me? Why so stressful? Then why

my head got dizzy, I was already taking medicine and vitamin”

walk to the door of Ardhi's big office building. When to enter

that room, he was checked by security guards. Because of the way he looks

Melati was finally allowed in and waited in the lobby room after revealing her identity. “Sorry Mom, why meet the Boss?” ask a beautiful woman, who served as a receptionist.

“I want to deliver food.” Melati replied kindly, the employee did not recognize Melati, of course not known. Melati new one

workday in that office, and instantly disappeared.

“Oh, want to transfer orders from the Boss. Just stay here, ma'am. We will convey it, has it been paid?” Jasmine scowled in annoyance, she thought

courier good.

“This is not to be paid, I do want to deliver lunch for Mas Ardhi.” Melati's words again attracted attention

receptionist. He finally noticed Melati's appearance from head to head

toe.

“Si Boss, do not accept food deposit bu.” The receptionist really does his job. Keep a close eye on people who want to meet with Ardhi. It did so, according to Ardhi's orders. Ardhi does not want to receive many guests, especially the case of the mother has not been completed.

Melati grunted in annoyance, it was hard to meet her husband. There's no way he's saying he's Ardhi's wife. If he said that, surely the receptionist would not believe it. There's no one yet

the office knows that Ardhi is married.

He also reached into his backpack with the amber motif. She's gonna call her husband. Not for surprise. “Where is my phone, where is my phone?’ he said confused and anxious, his phone turned out to be left at home. Definitely missed in the kitchen, when he was cooking, fun waiting for a chat from Ardhi who never visited

come by.

“Please brother, contact Mas Ardhi, say I Melati want to meet.” Melati said in a hearty manner, she was tired of also standing in front of the professional-looking woman. His head was also getting more painful.

Melati noticed the receptionist named Kinan was checking the records. “Sorry ma'am, in my note, there is no mother's name, So sorry once again I can not allow mother to his room.”

Melati clucked irritably, it felt tired and hungry. He also looked around, because the woman was not

cared about again.  He was also then

looking at Lidya with her centilnya carrying a paper bag and carrying a bag

get into the special elevator. Melati who was shocked saw Lidya get into the Boss's elevator,

running after Lidya. He'll reprimand the lawyer, hopefully lidya can

taking her to meet Ardhi, because she was sure, Lidya would definitely want to meet

with Ardhi. The woman got into the lead elevator.

“Pak, Sir that guest wants to break through to enter.” Security also blocked Melati's steps to get into the elevator, which eventually closed the elevator after lidya entered it. Lidya doesn't realize that Melati is after her.

“I want to give this directly to Mas Ardhi.” Melati showed the bag of provisions in hand with her regret. Why meeting her husband is so hard.

“Mother should not meet with him, if you have not made an appointment. He is busy and can not be disturbed.” Obviously the woman on duty

as a recipe it comes back. “ On the note, mother's name is missing.” The Light of Kinan

receptionist with annoyance. Because Melati notoi wants to meet with Ardhi

“It's been time off, Mas Ardhi definitely not busy anymore.”

“Bu, don't make a fuss. If you haven't made an appointment with him. Moms can not meet.”

“I am his wife, and this company, my father's shares are also big here.” Receptionist and security smile mockingly, re-assess

Jasmine from top to bottom, continue upwards again.

“Crazy woman sir. Don't let him into the boss' room, we could get fired later. Cook the mothers the boss's wife. Boss wife

there's no way she looks like a mother wants to go to school like this.”

The Receptionist sat back in his chair, after which he chased after Melati

to stop his steps.

Melati who was not calm was added to hear the speech

a receptionist who mocks his performance. He is a former Babu village again.

Of course Babu's image is still attached to his body language.

Melati's body trembled violently as it held back emotions. Her beautiful eyes were now misty, staring intently at the arrogant and professional-assured respetionist. It hurts so much to be abused. That's how humans are basically. Always judge people from the outside. People who look good will be respected and respected. Even though that person owed a lot. But, people who look shabby will be underestimated. Many simple people have no debt.

“Bu, should you wait in the waiting chair? If there really is an appointment with the boss. Later around 12:30 or 13:00 Mr. Ardhi

definitely down.” That powerless jasmine, did not listen too much anymore

what the security guard explained. He weakly stepped onto the chair

the one in the corner of the lobby room close to the elevator for the leaders. He doesn't have any energy anymore. Wanting to call the driver who drove him was impossible, because he

he told the driver to go home.

Ardhi always pray in the mosque in the pursuit of his office. That's why Mr. Satpam said that.

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